Well peeps. What is there to say?
You would have to be certifiably dead not to notice that there is something in the air.
I’m having a fantastic time. No, I don’t party. I don’t go clubbing. I have associates, but not really friends. I don’t do drugs or alcohol. I don’t chat on the phone.
But my life has great purpose and meaning. Isn’t that true happiness, folks?
I live to sing and dance. It’s a shame to have to come back to the house to fecking sleep, coz I long to be back out there reinventing myself every day and imagining myself into the life that I always wanted.
Let me tell you what it’s not about. It’s not about power. It’s not about money. It’s not about fancy clothes and a ‘luxurious’ lifestyle. It ain’t diamond rings. I wouldn’t give you tuppence for one. It’s not about stupid tripped out weddings. It’s not about religion. It’s not about politics. It’s not about what YOU want. I don’t give a flying fuck about that. I’ve made up your mind tee hee.
We are all fundamentally selfish. That’s normal and natural. For feck’s sake, if I don’t get mine you won’t get yours and vice versa. We are all connected. Hello? I can treat you shamefully and sleep good at night? Nope, coz my conscience will haunt me and karma come back to bite me in the ass. So for purely selfish reasons I’m gonna treat you good and protect your interests along with my own.
It’s not about security. I like danger! It’s not about owning property. I’m a gypsy at heart. It’s not about men versus women, white versus black, or any of that nonsense. Please gentle reader, have the courage to simply be who you are. It needs no excuses remember!
I love the simple things in life. ‘Men, Louise?’ I hear you say. Well yeah, up to a point, but my heart is shared with only one. No, I mean shit like the trees in autumn, the changing landscape of the sky, an unexpected smile from a stranger, smoking a roll up and drinking a cup of coffee in the morning…
Life is for living, but love makes life live.